The origin of sound, in the practitioner''s world view, is the spirit of sound. When practitioners feel that a sound is not right, it is often the spirit of sound that gives them change that makes them feel like this. The opening and closing of a door is deafening anyway. It''s just an ordinary sound. It shouldn''t have made a practitioner feel "something''s wrong".

    With this feeling, the camp subconsciously became alert. But nothing happened next. The practitioner who had previously closed the door and talked to them ran out of the door and came to them quickly.

    "Camp teacher, I''m song Wenfeng. Please come inside quickly." the visitor said.

    "I don''t have to. Take these two to have a rest." Yingsu motioned to Lu Ping and Su Tang.

    "Thank you." Lu Ping nodded and stretched out his hand. The two super soldiers locked by the camp''s eyes were finally sent to him.

    The camp reached out and took it. Nothing happened. The last trace of uneasiness landed in his heart, followed by uncontrollable ecstasy, and his face was covered with a smile in an instant.

    "Goodbye." Lu Ping, who had just handed over two super magic weapons, was very calm. After saying goodbye to Yingsu, he carried Su Tang to the pass.

    "Camp teacher, these people..." Song Wenfeng ignored Lu Ping and Su Tang, who entered the pass. He looked at other Xuanwu disciples and noticed that some of them had lost their lives.

    "Those who are seriously injured should cultivate here first." Yingsu watched Lu Ping and turned around when he heard song Wenfeng talking. "It''s OK to come with me."

    "I can."

    "I can too."

    "Me."

    Several Xuanwu disciples have stated their position one after another. Only eight seriously injured people are really unsustainable. But at this time, they looked at the super soldiers in the camp, but they were equally excited.

    Fortunately, we finally got back the Xuanwu super weapon! Everyone is in the same mood at the moment.

    "OK." Yingsu nodded with emphasis, and was gratified by the tenacity of the disciple.

    "Several teachers seem to be seriously injured. If there is a teacher with excellent medical skills, can you stay? I''m afraid we can''t catch it." Song Wenfeng said hurriedly after seeing the arrangement that Xuanwu and his party were planning.

    The camp looked at him and knew that the other party was mainly afraid of taking responsibility. After all, he is a Xuanwu disciple and an elite with four souls. It''s because of poor treatment, one or two can''t afford a dispute. It would be much easier to have a doctor in Xuanwu college. In other words, it''s really safe to have someone to look after. On such a thought, Yingsu nodded and looked at the several disciples who were going to go with him: "Zhengji, you stay."

    "Yes." the Xuanwu disciple who was called stood up. It was the elite doctor who helped Su Tang diagnose and suggested finding a comfortable place to have a rest, which directly led the Xuanwu group to follow here all the way.

    "Better take care of everyone." the camp hostel asked Zhengji to look at the eight seriously injured disciples, and stayed on the seven dead disciples for a long time, looking dejected.

    "I will," Zhengji said.

    "When we come back," Yingsu turned around and led nine Xuanwu disciples to the bitter and cold place again. The nine of them were still wounded, but when they saw the two super soldiers finally taken back from the camp, all of them were in high spirits. Soon their figure disappeared into the wind and snow at the mouth of the valley.

    "Some people help." Song Wenfeng, who guarded the customs, said hello to the customs, and soon several people came. Song Wenfeng looked at Zhengji and said, "teacher Zhengji, you can tell me what you need."

    "Thank you, Lord song. Please help my classmates!" Zhengji replied.

    "I don''t deserve it. Please come inside quickly." Song Wenfeng said, leading the way. His subordinates who were greeted by him were also busy under his sign, helping eight seriously injured Xuanwu disciples and the bodies of seven sacrificial Xuanwu disciples into the pass.

    Boom, boom

    Yandang closed the door slowly behind them, and everyone felt warm.

    "I thought that when I got to Yandang, the climate was not much different from the bitter and cold land. I didn''t know it was still a world apart until I went out of the pass." Zhengji sighed.

    "Those guys can survive in such a place for thousands of years..." Xu Chuan looked at his lost hands and said with some admiration.

    "Elder martial brother, these hands..." Zhengji and Xu Chuan are both Bi Su students. They are commensurate with each other. At this time, seeing that Xu Chuan has no forearms, some can''t say any more. As a doctor, he knows that it is not impossible for a broken bone to regenerate according to the practitioner''s ability. It was only noticed during the previous diagnosis and treatment for Xu Chuan that the power of the dark academy eroded not only Xu Chuan''s hands, but also the vitality on his arms. Xu Chuan was not sure whether his hands could regenerate.

    "Is it difficult to cure?" Xu Chuan asked.

    "Yes." Zhengji knows the elder martial brother''s temperament and doesn''t hide it.

    "Then I have some wasted leg skills. I''m afraid I''ll regain them," Xu Chuan said.

    "That''s not so absolute." looking at Xu Chuan''s free and easy, Zhengji suddenly felt confident that he could find a way.

    Walking through the door opening at the bottom of the wall of yandangguan, I suddenly opened up. It was no longer the canyon between the two mountains. Not far south from here is Yanmen town.

    "It''s my duty. I dare not leave. The town has made arrangements. You can go by yourself. If you need anything, just tell the people around you." Song Wenfeng stopped here and said to the Xuanwu group.

    "Thank you, Mr. Song." Zhengji thanked you on behalf of everyone.

    "No, no, please," said Song Wenfeng. He stopped, but other subordinates continued to follow the Xuanwu group. I didn''t go far, but I saw Lu Ping with Su Tang on his back stop in front, didn''t continue to go to the town, but kept looking around there.

    For Lu Ping, Xuanwu people are in a complex mood. When we set out with the mission of seizing the God Wu seal, we won Lu Ping when we have the opportunity. It is a synchronous task without many parties. But no one thought that the Shenwu seal, including the Wanhua tube once in Lu Ping''s hands, was taken back in this way.

    This is a super magic weapon. It is inappropriate to take things for granted by the principle of returning them to their original owners; Lu Ping was praised with the return of money. He was neither fish nor fowl. And on Lu Ping, they still have hatred. What''s the matter with this hatred? The camp and lodging left simply without leaving any words.

    Not very much. The party also went to Lu Ping''s place where Su Tang was. When they saw that his eyebrows were locked, they seemed to have encountered some problems.

    "Why don''t you go to rest?" finally, Zhengji came forward and asked as a doctor.

    "Just go." Lu Ping answered, carrying Su Tang on his back for a few steps, and he reached the small town in front of him.

    "It''s weird," Zhengji murmured.

    "Let''s go and have a look," Xu Chuan said.

    "You''d better go and have a rest. I''ll have a look later." Zhengji said, looking at Lu Ping''s running direction with Su Tang on his back.